I have in me
A well of sorrows
Its dampness permeates
Seeps into my bones
I filled this chasm
With wretched tears
Hiding them from
The scorn of my peers
On some days
It overflows
As ink-stained tears
That form into poems
So I will let this flow
Of tears start
So other emotions
Can flow from this heart
Well of Sorrows


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